I came up with this idea after going through some fem Harry Potter stories on Archive of Our Own. Here's the first chapter of Collision. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I wished I did. J.K. Rowling does. I don't own Danny and Breana, my friend LabRatsWhore.
Prologue: The Girl Who Lived
In the small, two story cottage in Godric Hallow a man with black hair that stopped at his neck paced the living room of his family's home. Soft crying came from upstairs as a man with dark brown hair sat in a lounge chair.
"This is suicide, James. What would ma and pa say?"
James Potter sighed heavily before moving his green eyes up to his pacing brother. "I don't really care Gabe. I have to do this. Voldermort will not get Harry but that doesn't mean that Hera has to stay and witness whatever gruesome thing Voldermort has planned."
Gabe stopped pacing and looked at his brother with tears in his hazel eyes. "What's going to happen to Harry? Voldermort is going to kill him and the both of you."
James stood and pulled his brother into a tight embrace. "At least one Potter would live and the prophecy will happen."
The brothers pulled away just as the front door blasted open and a cloaked figure walked in the cottage. Gabe knew he had to get upstairs and hurried up the twelve steps before rushing in the nursery as he heard his brother's pained scream.
Gabe leaned against the closed door and took a deep breath before looking at his sister in law. "He's here."
Lilly who was cradling a creamy skinned bundle in soft and light green blankets, nodded. This was it, the moment they dreaded. She knew Peter wasn't trust worthy. With tears falling from her blue eyes she gave Gabe her sleeping daughter. "Tell her I love her."
Gabe nodded with tears falling from his own eyes. In a quick movement he grabbed a small white and grey maincoon kitten before disappearing in a cloud of grey smoke. When the soft cleared he was in Sirius Black's home with a now crying baby in his arms. Gabe dropped the kitten before tending to his niece, who was crying bloody murder. When he pushed back some of her raven black hair he was astonished to see a scar on her forehead in the almost exact shape of a lighting bolt.
On the Other side of the World
A man with brown hair and brown eyes smiled lovingly at the two one year old babies in the crib in the mint green nursery. He turned and headed for the door, before leaving he turned on the nightlight. Not fifthteen minutes later the window two the nursery opened and two scrawny men in leather climbed through. One with short brown hair and tan skin went to the door and locked it as the second one with curly shoulder length blondish-brunette hair picked up the toddlers and placed them in baskets. The blondish-brunetteleaned over the opened windowsill and dropped the baskets where a brutely man with auburn hair wearing tore jeans, biker boots and a leather vest, caught them. Ungrateful catch caused the toddlers to cry.
"Levi!"
The large auburn hair man winched before turning around as a man dressed in a pressed black, pin stripe suit exited a limo. "Boss Henry."
The man pushed back his already slick black hair. "I hope you remember that those are precious cargo. They will make me very rich."
Levi nodded as the two men in the house slid down the rope connected to the house. "Yes, sir."
Henry narrowed his grey eyes. "Good. Now get them in the car!"
Levi quickly rushed to the limo and placed the baskets in the limo. Before stepping out of the way as Henry entered the car and slammed the door shut. As the limo drove off Levi and the two men in leather rode behind on three motorcycles into the quiet night.